Sweet spoiled wife: Mr. Fu spoiled his wife too much

Ding Chuchu glanced at Jiang Qingshu in disgust, and sat down proudly on the opposite sofa with his chin up, picked out a magazine and flipped through it.

Seeing that the shopping guide hadn't moved for a long time, she frowned and stared at the shopping guide displeasedly.

"What are you doing in a daze, don't hurry up and clear the scene!"

The woman following Ding Chuchu walked up behind her and waited expressionlessly, her gaze fell on Jiang Qingshu calmly, with a probing light in her eyes.

This woman's eyes... are like Mrs.

Could it be that Madam secretly put on special effects makeup and ran out again?
The woman was wondering when she saw Jiang Qingshu on the opposite side looking up at her.

The woman was stunned for two seconds, and subconsciously smiled at Jiang Qingshu.

Jiang Qingshu glanced at her lightly, then looked away, and looked at Ding Chuchu, who was crossing her legs and looking domineering opposite her.

Ding Chuchu was waiting impatiently for the shopping guide lady to clear the venue, when he noticed her gaze, he immediately widened his eyes and stared back viciously.

"What are you looking at! This brand mainly focuses on clothing for girls aged 30 to [-]. I don't care how old I am, but I still come to the store. It's really an old cucumber with green paint, pretending to be young."

Her words were full of sarcasm, which was very ugly.

The shopping guide lady at the side couldn't bear to listen anymore, she glanced at Jiang Qingshu cautiously, her eyes were full of guilt.

The shopping guide lady works in the store every day and is the best at watching people.

Although the clothes on Jiang Qingshu couldn't identify the brand, the material was high-grade fabrics at first glance. Although the style was very simple and classic, it still had a unique design.

She dared to bet that Jiang Qingshu's clothes were not inferior to the most expensive limited editions in their store.

On the other hand, Ding Chuchu's luxury goods are all limited editions, but they can be bought with money.

The shopping guide blinked, walked to the side and poured Jiang Qingshu a cup of scented tea, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I brought you a bad shopping experience."

Jiang Qingshu raised his eyebrows, looked at the shopping guide lady one more time, smiled and shook his head.

"It's not your fault, you don't have to apologize. However, the brand's audience should be carefully considered."

Ding Chuchu didn't wait for the shopping guide lady to clear the scene, but was sarcastically ridiculed by the two of them. His expression changed immediately, he slapped the table with a "slap", and glared at the shopping guide lady viciously.

"Okay, you dare to mock me. Call your manager, and I will complain to you."

The shopping guide lowered her eyelids, neither humble nor overbearing, "Okay, just wait a moment, I will go and call our store manager for you."

Ding Chuchu hit the cotton with his fist, and the air was stuck in his chest, and he couldn't get up or down, and his face was so ugly.

She was so angry that she threw the magazine out of her hand.

The magazine hit the teacup, and the hot tea poured out in an instant, and the teacup rolled to the ground with a gurgling sound, leaving debris all over the floor.

The pupils of the woman standing behind her shrank, watching the hot tea flow towards Jiang Qingshu, she quickly walked to the table and knelt down, and wiped the tea with a tissue.

Seeing her actions, Ding Chuchu didn't think much about it, her face was still very ugly.

"You don't need to tidy it up. I'll let the clerk of their store do it later. What a broken store, the clerk is not only blind but also deaf, and can't understand human speech at all."

The more Ding Chuchu spoke, the angrier he became, and he began to speak indiscriminately.

"Do you know the true identity of this lady, and dare to be so negligent! When I go back, I must tell my father that their brand will disappear from the world!"

Hearing this, Jiang Qingshu suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, a cold light flashed in his clear eyes.

The woman wiped away the water stains, blinking mockingly.

He's just a counterfeit, he dares to be so arrogant in front of his wife, he really has no self-knowledge.

"Oh, what's the matter? No one was hurt? I'm going to order someone to clean it up."

The store manager hurried over and saw the mess all over the place.

She frowned, looked nervously at the two people sitting opposite each other on the sofa, and her tone became a little more respectful.

"Please, both of you, change the lounge with me. I'm really sorry to bring you a bad shopping experience."

Uncle Ding Chuchu generally leaned back on the back of the chair, looking coolly at the store manager.

"It's not necessary to change the place, let's clear the place first."

"Ah?" The store manager looked at Ding Chuchu in a daze, with a forced smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, there seems to be no appointment to clear the venue here. Besides, the customers are already in the store now. Look, can you wait in another lounge first. We are now arranging the clearance, and we promise not There will be new customers coming in."

Ding Chuchu frowned in dissatisfaction, and wanted to say something more, the woman standing behind her bent down to her ear and whispered.

"Miss, don't forget your master's advice."

Ding Chuchu instantly thought of her unsmiling fake father, and shuddered.

After all, she took the place of that bitch, so it's better to keep a low profile.

Thinking of this, she reluctantly reluctantly said: "Forget it, let's do it this time."

It just so happened that the shopping guide came over pushing the hanger, Ding Chuchu was instantly distracted, and got up to look at the clothes on the hanger one by one.

The woman looked at Jiang Qingshu calmly, seeing that she seemed not to be affected by Ding Chuchu at all, she was looking down at a magazine, and she was deeply relieved.

Immediately, she frowned and looked at Ding Chuchu, who was picking and choosing, and only hoped that this ancestor would finish the selection and leave quickly.

Ding Chuchu picked and rummaged through the hangers, but didn't see the black dress she saw in the magazine before, and frowned displeasedly.

"The limited editions are all here?"

The shopping guide nodded with a smile, "Yes, all the limited editions in the store are here."

"That's not right."

Ding Chuchu put her arms around her chest and looked down at the shopping guide lady, "Why isn't the black dress that was limited to this season here?"

The shopping guide lady was taken aback, she didn't expect Ding Chuchu to ask about the dress, she subconsciously looked at Jiang Qingshu who was sitting on the sofa.

Just when the shopping guide lady didn't know how to speak, a burst of laughter came from the direction of the fitting room.

"Really, Hepburn is even better than Hepburn. If you don't believe me, let's ask Aunt Jiang later."

"Siyu, don't make fun of me, it's not that exaggerated."

Gu Xiaoman looked down at the skirt on his body, blushed and smoothed out the broken hair around his ears, and looked up at the sofa.

There were several more people in the rest area, and a woman in a pink suit was talking to the shopping guide with her back turned to her.

Gu Xiaoman withdrew his gaze, walked quickly towards Jiang Qingshu, and made a small circle in front of her.

"Aunt Jiang, how are you doing?"

Her long hair hangs loose behind her, and the black velvet dress complements her fair complexion like blood. The pinched waist design outlines her small waist, which reveals a slightly sexy, French and elegant temperament.